Friday, 3 August 2012

Driving home with a car packed full of groceries, I noticed a sign to Breton Cheval. Now I love horses, as does my six year old, so it took us only moments to persuade my husband to follow the signs. We found a field with a huge gathering of farmers and their horses, these wonderful animals are still used for ploughing and other farm work here in Brittany and we had obviously come across a get together where the horses would be judged.

Being British, we had arrived at lunchtime, so there was not much activity, just a few people grooming their horses, while most ate picnics.

We will try and visit for the judging during the afternoon next year. But of course, I wanted to share some photographs of this delightful sight with you.

Foals happily munching on the newly cut hay

So sweet

And a quick whinney, hello!

The foals did not want to be parted from their mothers

The manes and tails of the adult horses were being plaited

This foal seems to want to get out of the trailer

More horses arriving, and the farmers use their tractors to
pull the trailers

Wednesday, 1 August 2012

Since arriving in Brittany we have been blessed with beautiful weather. One of my favourite times of the day is my morning walk with the dog. The sun is shining, the beach and sand dunes are empty. The air is fresh and everything is spectacular.

We walk pass the play park, such a bonus with a sixyear old in tow

Through the pine treeswhere my daughter and I often collect pinecones

Up onto the sand dunes

Past the sailing club, which has lessons forchildren, and she is joining with two friends next year

The tide is in, so the island is cut off

One of my favourite views in the world

And the sun is shining so brightly on the seaas I turn around

On our way home we pass pretty Breton holiday cottagesaccented with blue shutters